My thanks to: J R Parz, the inventor of the Master PC universe, one of the better class of MC stories. My heartfelt appreciation to J R D author of the magnetically compelling Witch Chronicles series. Xanthos Pendragon , his Master PC Eclectic's Edition reminded me of the consequences of messing about with others' actions and how it troubles the conscien...
The Wolf's Den Chapter 1 Winter is my least favorite time of year. I'm a California girl to the very core of my existence. The relentless gray skies and blinding white of nothing but snow as far as the eye can see are certainly not as pretty in reality as they appeared in the glossy pages of the travel brochures I collected along the way. I hate being c...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five parts Part 1: Night Train to Halifax Another Young Mike Claymore Novel#1 Copy write 2014 Welcome to the world of Michael Claymore. For those who are fans of Mike's from his mystery novels what we have here is a series about his life prior to the mystery series. We will discover what makes him tick, so to speak. I envisi...
Chapter 1 Vaseline-Baby Fresh Scent. For jerking off, this stuff was like American Express to me. "DON'T LEAVE HOME WITHOUT IT!" I was sitting in front of my computer reading some adult stories on the web, and just as I opened the jar in front of me to start polishing up my knob, the phone rang. "Hello." "Hey Jeff, I need you to do me a favor this weekend...
Prologue In the essence of all things casual, Thomas avoided Jan like the plague. Theirs was not a kiss and tell relationship. Theirs wasn't a relationship at all. There was no such nonsense as holding hands or spending hours gazing into each other's eyes. There was sex. Dark moments of craving and indulgence, a temporary, no consequences union of bodies be...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five partsPart 4: Femme Fatale Another Mike Claymore erotic novel copy write 2014 Chapter 44 Monday, 4th February, 1985 A quick breakfast in the deli of pancakes and sausage wraps then coffee for his tummy and thermos and he's away. It's clear this morning but there's quite an accumulation of fresh snow and frequent closures...
"I'm going to kill the bitch," Ashley growled. "She's not getting away with this." "Princess, just breathe. She can't possibly win. I've told you that," I replied calmly. "This is the second offer she's refused. Why won't she just crawl away and die?" she continued. "Because she thinks she got everything. She grabbed your phone and my laptop. She thinks t...
** This is my second attempt to complete this fast-growing, rather out-of-control novella -- I might get around to finishing it one day, but thought I would get it out there, so you can see what you think. It is a hybrid sex novel / sci-fi novel / odd mix of things. Comments are very welcome.** * I took a breather about 100m short of the summit and surveye...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2010 by Evelyn Faye Turner All rights reserved, which includes the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof...
Prologue The villagers were terrified of the wolf. They feared the wolf's unusual white pelt. The strangeness of such a creature in a bland, flat land of nothing but dull greens and browns was seen as a bad omen. Draught plagued their crops. Disease stole their children in the night. The wild game they depended on to survive the long winter still ahead of t...